Chapter 430

“… Well, that’ll be it for now.” Marinesberry put down his coffee and looked at Roman. “Have you finished purchasing materials, Achiman?”

"Except for the ones that need to be reserved in advance, the rest have already been purchased." Roman replied to Marisbury.

"Then, let's just follow the new plan." Lansemero put away the projection and leaned back on the sofa. "I will go back to Chaldea, Marisbury will stay in England, and Achiman will go back to Japan for the time being. Before leaving, go and say hello to William and the others. After that, the mission will be arranged by William. Saying hello in advance can effectively prevent accidents."

The next morning, Conan Edogawa, who had managed to get up early, was taken to a guest room. No one knew what method the "Knights of the Round Table" had used, but all the invited guests who participated in the case-solving operation were forced to return to the manor where the banquet was held to rest before the case was solved.

——It’s not that no one had tried to walk out directly, because the ‘Knights of the Round Table’ did not leave anyone to monitor them, and there was no surveillance in the manor. But almost everyone witnessed the detectives who did not believe that the ‘Knights of the Round Table’ restricted their range of movement and walked back to the banquet hall as if they were sleepwalking after walking out of the manor.

——It's just like a bad horror movie.

Conan Edogawa heard Kogoro Mori complain like this.

However, for safety reasons, after leaving Watson and returning to Kogoro Mori, Conan Edogawa still behaved like an elementary school student.

——Although he has probably already determined the true identity of Toru Amuro who insisted on following Kogoro Mori.

——But he would never have thought that he would be dragged into the room by a man with his mouth covered in the morning in England.

"……boy."

Edogawa Conan was quiet for a while, and then he heard a familiar name.

"Mr. Akai..." Edogawa Conan pushed aside Shuichi Akai's arm, which was not even strong enough, and fell to the ground, looking back at Shuichi Akai, who had another face that looked very much like an American cowboy. "Why are you here too?"

"I should have mentioned this to you before, right?" Akai Shuichi poured a glass of water for Conan Edogawa, locked the door, and sat down on the chair. "My boss at the FBI is James - and, you and James are the only ones who know about my fake death plan."

"Is that so?" Edogawa Conan jumped onto the chair holding the cup and sat down, tilting his head towards Akai Shuichi, "Does this have anything to do with your presence here, Mr. Akai?"

"That's how it should be." Akai Shuichi stressed to Edogawa Conan, then sighed deeply, "But this time I was brought here by an FBI agent - first he sent me a hundred or eighty automatically-deleted spam emails, and finally he even put this disguise on me without my knowledge."

"Is the FBI such a chaotic organization, Mr. Akai?"

"I don't know, Edogawa-kun."

"...In short, I think the identity of 'Okiya Subaru' has been exposed." Akai Shuichi concluded seriously.

"So, what name did Mr. Akai use this time?" Edogawa Conan showed his half-moon eyes and looked at Akai Shuichi speechlessly.

"'GOOD NIGHT'." Although Akai Shuichi's expression did not change, Conan Edogawa still noticed the gnashing of teeth when he spoke, "This name was also assigned by that agent - although his identity has not been figured out for the time being, it is certain that his authority may be higher than James."

"Even though he doesn't look much older than a high school student."

"However, the client this time is MI5, so it's not surprising to see people from MI6 in the venue yesterday..." Edogawa Conan touched his chin, raised his eyes and met Akai Shuichi's gaze, "But why did the FBI appear in a place like this?"

"Maybe it's because MI6's partners include the FBI." Akai Shuichi speculated, "After all, the detectives invited by MI5 this time come from all over the world. If MI6 is providing assistance behind the scenes, it's not surprising that our FBI is invited."

"Is that so?" Edogawa Conan's expression became subtle, "If that's the case, Mr. Akai..."

"What's wrong, boy?" Shuichi Akai, who had temporarily put aside all the annoying things and relaxed, asked Conan Edogawa.

"Maybe, it wasn't me or Mr. James who exposed your fake death, but they discovered it themselves." Conan Edogawa glanced at his phone and found with regret that the signal had not been restored. "But the Black Organization probably doesn't know about it yet."

"Why do you say that, boy?" Shuichi Akai narrowed his eyes and stared at Conan Edogawa like a large feline ready to hunt.

"...Mr. Akai, do you have the contact information of the FBI agent who came with you this time?" Edogawa Conan slapped the table seriously, "I know that you FBI must have your own communication tools like MI6 that can be used in an environment without signal! I think, as long as I ask him a question, I can know whether my reasoning is correct!"

"Mr. Akai! If we know this news, we might be one step closer to our goal of destroying the Black Organization!"

At the same time, at MI6 headquarters, in a building disguised as a shell company.

"…This place looks the same as before." Henry stretched and followed Sherlock lazily. "Is there anything that requires me to come to MI6 headquarters in person, Mr. Ponytail?"

"It's a rare dinner party," Sherlock explained to Henry. "We are all in England now, and John said we can seize the time to get together. Mr. Albert has already gone to the kitchen with great interest. When you go in, you will also learn the content of the work of preparing the dinner party from Watson."

"…There won't be something like stargazing pie on the menu for today's dinner, right!?" When Henry heard Sherlock mention that Albert had entered the kitchen, he turned around and left subconsciously, "I know Mr. Albert is a good cook, but fish pie is a problem in the recipe itself—"

“But Lian likes to eat this.”

"...I really can't understand the hobbies of William, a British man." Henry sighed helplessly, but when he was about to follow Sherlock into the dinner party, his FBI communication tool rang, "Wow, the FBI ace actually took the initiative to contact me."

"I thought he would just hold it in until he left the UK and destroyed his communication tools."

"You shouldn't question Lian's ability, Billy." Sherlock said to Henry, stopping and waiting for him to end the communication.

"Mr. Antrim." Akai Shuichi spoke under the gaze of Conan Edogawa, repeating the almost incomprehensible words said by the young detective, "Please transfer to the H&M Detective Office."

Henry stuffed the communication tool to Sherlock, spread his hands with an exaggerated expression as if performing a dumb show, shrugged, left Sherlock behind, and walked towards the dinner party.

"This is Sherlock Holmes from H&M Detective Agency." Sherlock cleared his throat and responded seriously to the person on the other end of the line, "May I ask if you have any commission for us?"

“…………”

On the other end of the line, the FBI's ace sniper fell into an unspeakable silence, so much so that he was caught off guard and his communicator was taken away by Conan Edogawa.

"Stop pretending, Mr. Sherlock." Conan Edogawa slammed the communicator that looked no different from an ordinary mobile phone on the table, and under the gaze of Akai Shuichi, he spoke unhappily, "Can you explain it a little? There are so many FBI agents, why are you only targeting Mr. Akai?"

"Didn't I tell you before, Shinichi?" Sherlock walked to a corner a little further away from the dinner party, "MI6 has nothing to do with us, Sherlock Holmes?"

"…So, Mr. Sherlock, you are an FBI agent?" Edogawa Conan thought about it and made a direct inference in front of Akai Shuichi, "Maybe you are a partner of the agent who brought Mr. Akai to England?"

"Shinichi, the reason why you are annoying sometimes is that you can't read the air." Sherlock's eyebrows twitched and he smiled with difficulty, and walked back to the limited-time dinner party at Heroes' Hall 221B. "Go and tell Detective Mori and the others, I'll take you sightseeing... Never mind, just find a reason to convince them."

"Merlin will come and take you out - it's better to discuss the details in person. After all, although this is an encrypted communication tool that can be used even in places with no signal, there is still a chance that the communication content can be intercepted and cracked, right?"

"Oh, remember to ask Agent Akai to buy some gifts. Although they have nothing to do with the topic of our conversation, there are not many opportunities to make those two guys talk. Today is one of them. Then, the formal discussion will take place in the building that MI6 disguised as a shell company."

"One more thing." William stood in front of Sherlock, smiled and bowed to inform the two people on the other end of the communication, "This is William James Moriarty - I hope that when you leave the manor, you will try not to attract anyone's attention. Especially the new apprentice of the Maori detective."

"So, Mr. Amuro is a member of the Black Organization!?!"

Conan Edogawa showed a very surprised expression because his almost certain speculation was overturned by the information provided by MI6.

And Shuichi Akai, who had come into contact with Toru Amuro in the Black Organization, also expressed doubts about the conclusion drawn by Conan Edogawa based on MI6's statement - after all, he faced the death of Scottish whisky and vaguely realized some truths about Scotland and Bourbon.

"That's not the reason." William smiled and answered the young detective, "It's simply because the Japanese Public Security Bureau is not a cooperative organization of MI6. Ah, although I say that, in fact, like Charlie, I am not an agent of MI6, but an agent of the FBI."

"Even though the 'M' in MI6 is the 'M' in Moriarty - I am not part of MI6."